Random Poem of the Day – XXIV

Way, way back in the day, I posted a poem written by my son, Keagan, when he was in 5th grade (Random Poem X). Well, he’s a junior in high school now and he’s still writing some pretty good (at least his mother and I think so) prose. Here is something he shared with us last night.

The Vessel

by Keagan Ball

In the wake, I’m left stranded.
Oh, how sure seemed the shore.

I curse the sky as it becomes one with the sea
And how I’ve fallen somewhere between the two.

Still and silent, still so silent.
Shall I shudder some sweet notion?
Or are you still surrounded by
Another’s somber ocean?

Still we’re silent, still I find I’m
Surrendering to this motion.
Drifting aimlessly and subdued
By this endless ocean.

And if either one would care,
We’d be far beyond this sea.
Far from any sullen
Shipwrecked memory.

And if either one would care,
We’d be far above this sea.
Nothing short of something sure
Or this solemn certainty.

So I’ll stand amidst this current.
I’ll bathe within this current.
And if I succumb to this current
Then surely it’s more certain than…